I think people have multiple loves of their lives.
I met one of mine in January. We shared a beautiful 5 months. He was wonderful. I miss him; some days the time we shared brings me joy, some nights I am choked by a crippling sadness knowing that we won’t share our lives and have a family. He encouraged and inspired me to be the best person I could be. To always grow. Always learn.
Take the time to smell your coffee before the cup graces your lips. Gin, music, laughter and bbq makes a fantastic Friday night.
The bar is so god damn high some days I feel like dating anyone else is a colossal waste of my time.
What the hell is with unsolicited dick pics? Even worse, what the fuck is with you asking to send one, I politely decline and you send one anyway?!
THEN you wonder why I don’t want to go on a date? Seriously? If you don’t respect my “no” via text message what makes you think I will feel safe in person?
So I benched 230 lbs today, that was nice. Last rep of my heavy/working sets so it wasn’t as pretty as I wanted it to be, but I got it and it’s all mine.
Anonymous asked: How would you respond if you were getting freaky with a girl and you saw that she had stretch marks on her ass?
I’d keep doing whatever it was that I was doing before I saw them. As far as I’m concerned, stretch marks just tell me where to put my hands.
Are stretch marks really that big of a turn off? Weak. You’re all weak.
I don’t get why they turn people off. That’s weak as fuck. Won’t survive the winter with that mentality.
It’s all a matter of perspective
I think one of the biggest reasons for why people are so lost is because when you’re a child, people are always asking you what you want to be when you grow up. You’re trained to spout out these notions of careers and jobs youd like to have like a doctor or president or ceo or something else of the like. When the answers everyone is crying out for are to feel loved, to feel important, and to feel whole. And no one ever really talks about the latter